Prompt: The Devil / Eomer / between the sheets

Eomer had died. Now his death was not one which you would have expected. To start things off he had been hit on the head with a crow bar by his neighbor when going to wish her a good morning. Than Eomers day had just gone terrible wrong from that point on.

Staggering away Eomers was hit through the side of his neck by a stray arrow, now normally this would be bad news but because of being hit by a crow bar the arrow saved his life by opening his air ways. Now if this was not enough there is more. While walking back to his house someone threw some dead fish peaces out of there window landing on his hand. Eomer had a deathly allergy to fish.

All this had not killed poor unfortunate Eomer, no, he was still alive after all that had happened. It was his neighbor, the same woman who hit him with a crowbar earlier that day who killed him. Getting to his door she stuck two poison caked pointy objects and stabbed them into Eomers leg before he could react. Eomer died 21min.15seconds later his body face first in the dirt. That is how Eomer died.

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Eomers spirit had floated out of his body sunk into the earth and found its way down to Hell. Eomers looked down at himself to see what he looked like when he was 25 and in the best heath of his live. Realizing he was dead took Eomer some time to come to terms with but after 4 minutes he decided he rather liked being dead.

Eomers had been standing on the same sot for centuries at first he had freaked out when he could not move but then he came to realize he was in hell and being in hell there had to be some reason why Hell was called well hell. He had passed the time singing 99 bottles of bear on the wall and watching the new spirits come in to hell. Never once had Eomer tried to kill himself here for any he saw try that were pulled under further where you could hear the occasional scream penetrate the lava and rock floor.

Looking up Eomer saw the last thing he had expected it was his war horse from when he was alive. Getting a smile on his face for the first time in years Eomer watched the horse fall. Looking right up Eomer realized something the horse would fall right on his head.

Trying one last futile attempt to run out of the way Eomer was hit over the head by his old companion to be pulled under one more layer of Hell.

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Eomer woke up in a bead, a huge bed with black silk sheets. He was in black silk sheets on a huge comfy bed. Eomer then realized that he was being held by… someone.

Eomer looked at him, he had long black hair lashes, a beautiful face that could look positively evil without the mystery man trying.

Eomer watched as the mans eyes opened to show red eyes surrounded in black where the white should be. Overall he looked positively EVIL and wickedly HOT!

Then a thought came to Eomer whey was he in-between the sheets of this, this… mans bed when the last thing he remembered was being hit on the head by his old… horse.

"I am who you call the devil." said the man in a soft gorges voice that could put fear in the strongest of people. "you are here because you died twice in a way which none other have… and because… you are now… mine."

Eomer looked at the devil with curious and awe filled eyes knowing that he would be staying between the sheets for a while yet… hopefully.

AN/ yes this was really random story. I got the prompt from The Almost Totally Random Pairing Generator